"Bai Su, try to stay alive." Mu Jieyu glanced at Xuanyuan Zhirong, then closed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips overflowed with plain but bloody words.

Regardless of whether it was a coincidence or deliberate blocking, Mu Jieyu could tell from their steady footsteps that they were not real farmers, and all of them had martial arts skills.That being the case, they are enemies but not friends, and she has never been soft on enemies.

"Yes." Bai Su replied, and then went to the direction of the noise.

Mu Jieyu sat calmly in the carriage, with his eyes gently closed, listening to the sound of palms screaming and fist clinking, mixed with the ups and downs of screams, it was very uncomfortable in the empty and peaceful night. It was ear-piercing, and the cold wind at night soon filled with a strong bloody smell, wave after wave.

About two sticks of incense passed, the voice gradually subsided and stopped abruptly, Mu Jieyu suddenly opened his eyes, and Bai Su's cold voice immediately came to his ears: "Miss, three people ran away and seven people were captured alive. There is one more thing to present to the prince."

Mu Jieyu stretched out his hand to lift the curtain, and a mahogany blood-stained token appeared in front of his eyes. Mu Jieyu just glanced at it lightly, then handed it to Xuanyuan Zhirong, got up, opened the car door, and jumped out of the carriage.

Even though it was early summer, the cold wind in the middle of the night was still icy, Mu Jieyu couldn't help but stretched out his hands to gather up his cloak, and stepped forward.

Seven people lay in disorder on the muddy ground. These people were covered in blood, and their bones were exceptionally strong. They all had severe injuries on their bodies, but none of them screamed or cried out in pain. Will it be poor farmers?

"You are not people with great prospects." Mu Jieyu's watery eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was firm, as if he was stating an unquestionable fact.

"Princess?" Wang Ke looked at Mu Jieyu in disbelief, even with a hint of uncertainty. He is Xuanyuan Zhirong's right-hand man. He has been by Xuanyuan Zhirong's side since he was ten years old. Accompanying Xuanyuan Zhirong to fight on the battlefield, he asked himself a lot of knowledge, but he didn't see the slightest flaw.

"Their teeth." Mu Jieyu glanced at Wang Ke lightly.

As soon as Mu Jieyu's voice fell, the people who were thrown on the ground immediately shut their mouths tightly. There was no need to investigate any more. The reactions of these people had already made Wang Ke understand that what Mu Jieyu said was true. He looked at Mu Jieyu Yuyu's eyes could not help but be awed.

The teeth of these people are long and sharp. Only those who like to eat raw meat have such sharp teeth. Looking at the entire Kyushu, only the Canglang clan after Beizhao and Southern Fujian have such characteristics. There are few people, but all of them are as fierce and brutal as the wild wolves in the deep mountains. Everyone can fight against the wolves in the high mountains. They are also proud of being able to kill wild wolves with their bare hands. This kind of national customs has created their extremely terrifying wildness and cruelty. character.

Except for their teeth and physique, these people in front of them no longer have the characteristics of the wolf clan in many places, and even their ferocity and viciousness are far degraded. It can be seen that these people have not been here for a day or two , not even a year or two, but at least three to five years, otherwise he would not be assimilated so thoroughly, and his ability would not be reduced so badly.

Thinking of this, Mu Jieyu raised his eyes and looked at the distant village blended into the night. The villagers there...

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